To Hell with Bill, Kill Me!

Friday night I watched Kill Bill Vol.2 and I gotta say, pretty much snoresville. I just don't fucking get it, this Tarantino guy. I think he's completely full of shit.

Lest you think I'm a big dope who can't appreciate a slow-moving flick without a shitload of explosions and titties, know this: Right after KB:V2 (mercifully) ended, I flipped to Encore or something where Winged Migration had just begun, and I spent the next 90 minutes enraptured by the spectacular footage of birds flying south.


The Best Month Ever?

So, this June will see the release of new records by the Pernice Brothers, Fountains of Wayne (actually a collection of rarities, but two discs worth of 'em!), and The Posies!

If you're me, well, you couldn't be more excited!


Ten Million Holes in Your Head.

Yeah, the world needs another blog about as much a submarine needs a screen door...but T.S., you know? If you don't like it, go read The Onion or something.